Finding Nemo, err, Asuka! [Closed]

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Character(s): The Prince, B. Jenet, Asuka, Auron
Content: Jenet and The Prince go to look for Asuka who is omgwounded.
Setting: Somewhere near Vanaheim gate.
Time: Wednesday, Late Morning
Warnings: Asuka is bleeding! Oh noes!

The Prince was dismayed. Auron's sudden departure had shaken him. He knew that Auron had probably had important things to attend to, but The Prince was still sad to see him go. The Prince and Jenet had continued to make their way toward Actua Are, when Jenet received a message from a girl named Asuka. He had perked right back up again at the prospect of meeting someone new. She had seemed very nice, and he couldn't wait to meet her.

But, it appeared that her arm was broken. He wished he had thought to bring some tape or some glue so he could put it back together. The Prince was constantly running forward a few paces, before swinging back into step with Jenet, anxious to find Asuka. They were making their way steadily towards the gate, where Asuka had told them she would be.

He put his hand against his forehead to block out the non-existent sun. Mostly, he just wanted to look like he was trying very hard to find Asuka. Which he was, of course, but looking around with his hand against his forehead was sure to make him extra alert. At least, so he thought. Then, he came to a sudden realization. "Queen Jenet, what does this Asuka look like?"

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[prinzessinasuka.livejournal.com]

I gather you're not from Paixao, either, Auron assumes. "Well no, I am from this world called Earth, but I don't suppose you know it as I don't know where Spira is either," Asuka replies, still wincing while Auron readjust the bandages. She knows that Auron is binding it tightly to stop the bleeding, but she rather wishes that Auron would just let the wounds bleed as long as they don't hurt.

Those will hold until we get to the hotel. Can you walk? If she were back on Earth, she would have immediately answered 'yes' and prove it to them no matter how much it hurts. But she wonders if she can stop pretending here. Before she could answer however, Maybe it would be better if I just carried you. Auron grunts. I don't need you slowing us down. True enough. Asuka nods in agreement. They have helped her enough, so she should at least just follow whatever they want.

Jenet and The Prince had gone to get medical supplies, and despite how cliche it all sounds, she does feel a warm fuzzy feeling in her stomach at how eager the both of them are to help her.

[bushido-soul.livejournal.com]

Irked slightly at Jenet's calling him 'grandpa' (only he was allowed to make self-depricating comments about his age, dammit), he turned to face them. "Don't do anything ... rash," He paused, snorting briefly. "I don't want to have to rescue the pair of you." Once again, it was rather difficult to tell if Auron was making a wisecrack or being his usual grimly-serious self. The only thing that gave it away was a subtle hitch of his shoulders, as he turned back to Asuka, shaking his head. "As for your question, no, never heard of Earth. But I've heard it mentioned a few times on this thing." He waved the journal briefly before tucking it away inside his belt. Adjusting Shiranui's strap so that it would lay across his back with minimal bouncing, Auron practically grinned at Asuka - but it wasn't really shown given the collar of his coat.

"All aboard for the Actua Are," he chuckled, before plucking Asuka from the ground and settling her in his arms, much the way someone would carry an injured person. He was briefly surprised at her weight, expressing it with a quirked brow. "Just how old are you?" His good eye closed briefly as he snorted in amusement. "I've got swords that weigh heavier."